“So beautiful,” he groans. “You’re so goddamn beautiful, Sawyer.” I kiss up his jaw as he spasms against me. “So are you.” There’s a sheen of sweat on his face, his hair is a mess, and his suit is in disarray…but he’s never looked sexier. And I’ve never felt luckier. Because he loves me. Even when I didn’t know how to love myself.
Aww
